God Killer

Qiao Qianxin's death was even uglier than Lu Tao's. He was no match for the disciples of Hongjing Dao.

He wanted to bite off a piece of flesh from his opponent. This was the value of his death. He wanted to make his opponent feel pain. Unfortunately, even with such a simple wish, Joe couldn't achieve it even with all his heart.

"Come here to die, now it's all right, die for nothing! Is there a use for it?" Zheng Xian let out a mouthful of dull gray air.

Zheng Xian missed the big rock that was scalded by the sun, and lying on it for a while, it seemed that the coldness all over his body was melted away.

"Maybe there is!" Zheng Xian slowly let out a breath of white cold air, and the surroundings began to become a little chilly.

The guy who killed Qiao Qianxin was called Kunlun. He was strong and unremarkable. Of course, this was a disguise. A breath of change.

I don't know if Zhenggong Zhenjun is too lucky, or if one of Hong Jingdao's disciples is so good, in short, this guy is not simple. He is one of the best in the realm of alchemy, and he has reached the point where he is close to alchemy. It's come to perfection.

The master of the Golden Light Sect narrowed his eyes, and glanced at the smug Master Hong Jing. In the mind of the Master of the Golden Light Sect, a thought kept popping up. The 38 gates were all locked in Wuhua Mountain, and they were not allowed to go out of the mountain. Where did Jing Dao's disciple come from with such a cold mind?This is not something a rookie can have. Without a mountain of corpses under his hands, he cannot develop such courage and means.In a sect, it is not surprising that there are one or two such naturally perverted guys, but there are too many guys like Hong Jingdao.

Kunlun strode out of the killing field, his hands were covered with frozen blood, as if he was wearing a pair of red gloves, and the Taoist robe was dripping with blood, every drop of blood was frozen with Qiao's painstaking cry!

This robe was devoured by more than 30 pieces in one go, and Dan Qiao Xin tore a big hole. This was the only insignificant damage Qiao Qianxin caused Kunlun.

Kunlun simply tore off the torn Taoist robe, revealing his steel-like muscles.

Kunlun trampled on the pile of minced meat in the killing field with his feet, leaving a clear line of bloody footprints along the way.

These two failures are not without meaning.

It is not impossible for a sect to have one or two single heads in hundreds of years, the chance is too small to be a big deal, but in a sect, if all the disciples are like Qiao Qianxin and Lu Tao, that would be too much. Terrible!Insufficient cultivation can make up for it, but this stubbornness and ruthlessness cannot be made up for.

The immortal cultivators around had a clearer understanding of the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Alchemy Sect.

Although the Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect lost two games in a row, these sects had a higher evaluation of the Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect. Whether it was Qiao concentrating on it or Lu Tao, the two were tortured, but they would never let go. They would rather suffer more. Pain, but also stubborn to the end.

Especially Qiao Qianxin, even though his body was shattered, his soul was broken and messy, and even his dead body could still bite towards Kunlun's thigh. He was able to take a bite of Kunlun, at least it looked more dignified, but unfortunately Kunlun stomped his head off, and a bright red flower burst out on the ground and splashed around.

This is the last gorgeous flower that Qiao devoted himself to compose with his own life, like a big full stop.

It is true that the sect of cultivators ranks first, but it is all based on the need to continue to live. As long as you say a word, you can die immediately and suffer less torture. At this time, how important is the sect? sex?How many people are still willing to grit their teeth and stand firm?

The disciples of Dragon and Tiger Alchemy are all lunatics!

A bunch of lunatics not to be messed with!

This is the conclusion of many sects on Dragon and Tiger Alchemy!

Sitting on the chair, Qing Shui was a little dazed looking at the footprints that trampled on the blood that spread from the killing field, but soon, she adjusted her state back, and at this time she was getting more and more Like a sect master, he has more and more capacity to remain calm.

When Lu Tao was tortured and killed, Jing Shui was trembling all over, his lips were almost bitten, if there was no chair to sit on, he would have been sitting on the ground.

At this time, Jingshui didn't have much emotion on his face, it was clean, cold, and ruthless as hard as a piece of jade.

On the contrary, the always prudent Zhenggong Zhenjun began to emit a trace of murderous intent.

Zhenggong Zhenjun is a good old man, he has no temper, he is as simple and honest as a grandfather's elder, he always has a kind of pampering thought towards any disciple in his sect, it is precisely because of the pampering of a character like him that makes Disciples from top to bottom of the sect are in harmony, and they regard each other's feelings as more important than anything else. It can be said that although Zhenggong Zhenjun is not the master of the sect, he is the soul of the entire Dragon and Tiger Dan sect. Disciple of the door.

They have already lost two games, even if Zheng Xian wins this one, they only have the last of the five matches left, who will be sent to the final match?

No matter who is sent, it seems that there is no certainty of victory!In front of Hong Jingdao, the disciples of Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect were slaughtered at will like sheep.

At this time, Qingshui no longer thinks about Lu Tao and Qiao's being abused. She starts to think about how to win this war. This is the overall view that a sect master should have.

First of all, no matter what, Zheng Xian must win this battle. This is the key. Not that difficult.This is a little bit of relief that Jing Shui felt.For some reason, she felt that Zheng Xian was a trustworthy guy, at least in terms of getting out of the killing field alive, this guy was trustworthy.

There was a bloody smile on Kunlun's brown face, and he walked out of the killing field like a hero, arrogant and domineering, with one hand holding Qiao's heart wrapped in Taoist robes, wrapped in this heart The broken spirit that Joe concentrated on, this tortured and angry spirit can produce a magic weapon after a little sacrifice. This is his trophy, and he certainly has the right to dispose of this trophy at will.

After the brutal, violent and bloody scene was staged, few people were really happy, even the disciples of Hong Jing Dao, not many were able to cheer, and most of the cultivators felt uncomfortable.

The bloody scene, the painful screams, and the stubborn eyes were like a nightmare to them, far beyond their tolerance, and it was by no means a pleasant experience.

If we can leave the stage and leave here now, the cultivators here will surely walk away in an instant, so although Kunlun is proud of himself, there is no sound and no one cheers. For Kunlun, there is no embarrassment Yes, from Kunlun's point of view, this is the great sound that can only be achieved when the cheers are extremely loud.

Kunlun stepped forward, and without a sound, Zheng Xian walked towards the killing field.

Zheng Xian made up his mind that he would never step into this killing field. What does the matter of the dragon and tiger alchemy have to do with him?But now, it's impossible to let him in!

Zheng Xian and Kun Lun crossed each other, Kun Lun glanced at Zheng Xian contemptuously, Zheng Xian did not deliberately hide his cultivation, Zheng Xian even showed his cultivation wherever he went, a cultivator in the fractal realm, it was him The best protective color.

Of course, Kunlun disdains a cultivator in the fractal realm. The two parties are completely different in realm, and they are not of the same kind at all.

The moment the two sides passed each other, Zheng Xian asked, "Where are you going?"

Kunlun was taken aback, blinked, and looked around before he seemed to confirm that Zheng Xian was talking to him.

Kunlun was a little baffled. At this time, there was a dead silence all around, so although Zheng Xian's voice was not loud, it was enough for all the cultivators in the arena to hear.

All eyes were focused on Zheng Xian and Kun Lun.

Kunlun looked at Zheng Xian inexplicably, and replied as a matter of course: "Of course it is back to Hongjing."

Then Kunlun's dark eyebrows crowded together, and he said coldly: "You kid is sick, how dare you talk to me like that? Don't the bastards of the dragon and tiger alchemy sect have no rules at all?"

In the Red Mirror Dao, there are strict levels, and there seems to be a gap between the fractal realm and the alchemy cultivator. In the Red Mirror Dao, if there is a fractal cultivator who asks the alchemy cultivator where to go, absolutely It's courting death.

Zheng Xian turned his head and looked at Kunlun lightly with his slender eyes, "It made me so unhappy, do you want to just leave like this?"

There was silence all around, and following Zheng Xian's words, the silence all around reached a terrifying and penetrating level, as if there were ghosts haunting anytime.

what?

Kun Lun stood there blankly. After a long while, Kun Lun let out a burst of unstoppable laughter. He almost fell down, laughing so hard that Kun Lun squatted on the ground covering his stomach. There was no trace of a smile anymore. On the contrary, his eyes were wide open, and the unique light of cold-blooded animals flickered in his pupils.

"This is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life. Well, I'm making you unhappy, so tell me, what do you want to do? What can you do?"

Following Kunlun's words, he was entangled with the single-headed and two-headed unicorns in the distance. He smelled something and turned to look at Kunlun. It was a murderous smell. A trace of hesitation flickered in the eyes of the two-headed Kunlun, and then he surrounded the single-headed unicorn again, skinless. The faceless consumption is next to the single head covering the overly frightened bird, praying for a broken baby pill, and he does not hesitate to be punched and kicked by the single head.

Zheng Xian gave a gloomy smile and said, "It couldn't be simpler. Killing people pays their lives, isn't that what you guys said?"

The muscles at the corners of Kunlun's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh, but he managed to maintain his cold face, and asked curiously, "How can I pay for my life?"

"Now you kneel on the ground and knock your head a hundred times, and then commit suicide by caesarean section. In this way, I can consider giving you a quicker death and less torture."

puff!

Kunlun, whose face was barely tense, couldn't take it anymore, and burst out laughing uncontrollably.

Not only him, but all the Taoist priests up and down the Hongjing Road behind him laughed.

Not only Hong Jingdao, but all the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect who were puzzled, the rest of the cultivators in the arena also laughed.

Two immortal cultivators were tortured to death successively in this arena. All the cultivators who came here were not in a high mood, making the arena bleak and cold. At this time, Zheng Xian's words made it instantly noisy, and everywhere Hahaha the sound of laughter.

Ignorant, overestimated, ridiculous, stupid... At this moment, all the idiot words in the world can be applied to Zheng Xian.